What's the easiest way to update you on
what we've been up to? I have no idea. I'll just start typing and if
this blog seems choppy or all over the place, sorry. That's fitting,
since that's how my brain usually works anyway.
Today Colby had a visit from pet
therapy, a sweet little doggie named Luna. Oh, to watch Colby with
animals is such a joy. I know pets - besides hermit crabs and fish -
take time, money and patience that honestly I probably don't have.
But there's no way I'm not getting my sweet boy a pet when we move.
I've seen other SMA kiddos that have pets, and there's such a bond
and companionship. Cat or dog, don't know yet. Colby seems to love
both. We'll have a fenced yard at the house, so a dog is a
possibility. But of course cats are less maintenance. Guess I'll let
Colby decide when we move.
And when will we be moving? Don't know,
stop asking. Our apartment lease isn't up until October 31, so
technically we have 6 months to get the renovations done. However,
I'm Jonesing to GET OUT of this apartment. I'm keeping my fingers
crossed we can bust out of here sometime over the summer. Would love
to be moved before Colby starts school in August. Only time will
tell. Windows have been delivered. Not installed, but delivered. The
carpenter is finishing up the stairs, both going upstairs and going
down to the basement. The new roof was supposed to be put on today,
but do to the shitty rain, it has been rescheduled for May 9. We've
had several meetings with an interior designer and the contractor,
figuring out the best configuration for Colby's suite, closets,
having consistent flow in the house to get Colby's wheelchair through
easily, etc. The interior designer is amazing! He has listened to
what we need, thrown in a couple of his own ideas, and has developed
a beautiful floor plan for the house. We'll meet with the contractor
one more time (hopefully) to make sure the recent floor plan changes
are a go. Then maybe we can get down to some serious work.
Colby has been crying at school. Why?
I'm not sure, but I don't think anything is really wrong. My guess is
he's bored or just doesn't want to do anything related to schoolwork.
He cries at different times of the day, in different classes, doing
different activities. So yeah, I think he's “going through a phase”
as they say. A pre-teen, I don't want to do what you want me to do
phase. Get over it, kid. You're going to school. End of discussion. I
told him the boy who cried wolf story. I told him, what happens one
day when something really is wrong. You're uncomfortable or have a
headache, etc. Then if you start crying nobody will believe you. He
wasn't impressed with my story. And then of course I encouraged him
to TELL US on his eye gaze why he was crying at school. He wasn't
impressed with that idea either. Somebody pass the vodka, please.
Colby and house. House and Colby.
That's my life right now, and I love it! I did buy a push mower a
couple weeks ago. That was exciting. My dad mowed the front grass at
the house, then a few days later I tackled the back. I haven't mowed
grass in a decade or so, but I managed. Next purchase, weed eater.
And a gas can. I have absolutely no yard work related items. Left
them behind when Colby and I moved out. What the heck would I do with
that stuff in an apartment? Time to start over and get back in the
outside work groove.
Here are some recent pics:
We have windows!
Last Saturday was perfect weather, so we hit the zoo. Thank goodness somebody gave us passes. When did the zoo become so dang expensive?
Colby and sweet Luna during pet therapy. She's a camera ham, Colby not so much.
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